Further to my mother's obituary, a couple of things to add, related to the theme of this blog:
He kept his Danish citizenship, despite living in the UK for the final 40 years of his life, and could never pronounce "squirrel" properly.
At his funeral, a couple of his (Jewish) friends who had not known until then about his underground activities in Denmark, having heard my mother's speech then kindly invited her and her sisters to their synagogue the next day, where they said prayers of thanks to my grandfather.
Instead of naming individuals as with most other countries, at Yad Vashem's The Righteous Amongst Nations, the entire Danish nation is mentioned.
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